Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Suddenly there was the sound of the lock being twisted at the door, and Jing Jiaren's whole body tensed up. What's going on, she had unlocked it upside down?

A tall figure walked in——

"who is it!?"

Jing Jiaren immediately turned on the desk lamp and became alert.

Ximen Longting stared at the half-sitting figure on the bed knowingly: "It's me!"

Jing Jiaren was about to collapse: "Ximen Longting?"

"I'm here."

"How did you get in here!?" Jing Jiaren raised her voice and was about to curse, but she tried her best to hold back.

The corner of Ximen Longting's mouth curled up slightly: "Use the key to open the door and come in..."

key?Didn't she get it back already?

"I asked someone to match a few."

"..."

While speaking, his tall and tall figure had already walked to the bed, looked at her guarded face, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of?"

"You are too much, who gave you the right to break in with my key in the middle of the night? Who allowed you to come to my room? You get out! Before I call the police!"

Knowing that calling the police is useless...

Ximen Longting replied: "You are angry with me."

The bed creaked.

Ximen Longting sat down, took off his shoes and went to bed: "So far, I still don't know the reason why I was left out."

I wanted to find out last night, but she was drunk and couldn't ask anything.

Before she had time to ask in the morning, she was so angry that he gave her time to calm down...

Jing Jiaren grabbed the pillow behind her and covered his tilted face: "Go away."

Ximen Longting pulled off the pillow: "Tell me the reason, the reason why you suddenly ignored me, otherwise I will stay and sleep with you tonight."

"you dare--!"

"Don't worry, I just sleep with you," Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, "I won't do anything to you."

"..."

His biggest feature is his brazenness, and he circled his long arms, holding Jing Jiaren into his arms.

Jing Jiaren punched him in the chest a few times, but it was like punching cotton...

She turned over and turned her back to him, showing her alienation and rejection, as well as self-protection: "If you do this again, I will call you!"

"Then you call, let Leng Lintian and your father come and see?"

"..."

"Either tell me the reason. Why did you drink so much last night? Why did you change your attitude towards me? Even a death row prisoner has a reason to be sentenced?"

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "I have nothing to say to you."

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "Your personality is so stubborn."

The mouth is like a clam shell, no matter how hard it is, it can't speak a few words.

There used to be too many misunderstandings because she liked to keep everything in her heart, and he didn't ask any questions...

This time, you can't leave her alone, let her sulk and misunderstand him.

No matter what method he uses, he will force her to speak out.

Jing Jiaren's stubbornness is due to coercion.

"Jiaren, think about it slowly... remember to tell me what comes to mind immediately." Ximen Longting forcefully put his arm under her head for her to pillow on, and put his other arm around her waist.

Jing Jiaren's back was leaning against his hot chest, and a great sense of sleepiness hit her~ coming!

It was strange that I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

But when Ximen Longting appeared, she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyelids...

It seemed that as long as he was by his side, she would feel safe and reliable.

Jing Jiaren, who was tired all day, closed her eyes heavily, and soon fell asleep in his arms.

The night is quiet, and the orange street lamps illuminate the flowers in the garden.